I obsess over words like y'all getting loot,
but instead of making money I speak the truth.
I'm a "b" cause I keep it real,
If you "g" tell me how you feel.
I don't hide behind words they hide behind me,
On the side of me and speak when I speak.
I write em on paper like signing checks,
A million words so a million checks.
Words everywhere within reach,
People want to hear a story or to hear me preach.
I obsess over words, but I'm blessed,
God blessed me with words to get off my chest.
My words are the best when you start to choke,
Try to hit me with your best but you get smoked.
My words are air I breathe in,
Forget friends to many lose ends, I love my family, but my words are my kin.
Cause I obsess over words like a fiend,
Trying to be somebody living out a dream.
What's my deal? I got heart,
When I obsess over words me and words will never part
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